It's not easy to be a villain [Transmigration Book]

? "As soon as these words came out, everyone in the stands was in an uproar, and some even made a fuss, asking Mu Ziyao to defeat the short-haired girl with swordsmanship.

The short-haired girl looked at Mu Ziyao expectantly, and said, "You also know swordsmanship?"

Mu Ziyao shook his head and said, "I only studied for a few days."

"Oh, that's a pity." After all, studying for a few days is not comparable to studying for a year and a half.

Of course, the person who can beat others who have been studying for more than ten years after studying for a year and a half just now is a little pervert, so let's ignore it for now.

Mu Ziyao held a magic wand in his hand, looked at her and said, "Let's begin."

Girls with short hair are a bit boring. She thought she could compete with a little pervert like Shui Ling, but now it seems that it is impossible.

The middle-aged mentor said that it was the beginning, and then he went to the competition stage.

The short-haired girl was lazily holding a magic wand with a lazy face.

Seeing her attitude of disrespecting Mu Ziyao, the water spirit in the stands was not good. He stared at her with wide eyes and said angrily, "If I were down here at this moment, I would definitely call her my father!"

Yan Xiaoxiao and Yang Fei'er: "..."

"Huh, you actually look down on my Mu Ziyao so much, I'll let you taste my Ziyao's fireball later, it reminds you of those magical beasts that are roasted and dominated by the fire."

The corners of Yan Xiaoxiao and Yang Fei'er's mouths twitched.

"Hit her, hit her!" Shui Ling suddenly stood up, raising her arms in the stands and shouting loudly.

Immediately, everyone in the entire martial arts arena looked over.

Yang Fei'er pulled her to sit down and said, "You have to calm down, what will happen if you look like this, and your family's Ziyao will not perform well in a while?"

Shui Ling: "..."

"Alright then." Shui Ling reluctantly closed her mouth, but her eyes and expression did not miss this opportunity to express.

Yang Fei'er: "..." She should pretend that she doesn't know each other.

The short-haired girl naturally also saw Shui Ling's performance just now, raised her eyebrows and looked at Mu Ziyao, "Did she just want you to hit me?"

A smile flashed across Mu Ziyao's eyes, but her face was cold, and she said, "Let's get started."

The short-haired girl looked at Shui Ling again, and when she saw him punching her, she laughed and said to herself, "I didn't expect her to be quite cute."

But Mu Ziyao didn't give her a chance to waste any more time. She waved her magic wand, and immediately a continuous stream of fireballs fell from the sky and hit the opponent.

The short-haired girl also erected the earth wall magic cover calmly.

Then recite the spell and cast the earth thorn.

Mu Ziyao sensed it immediately, and took a wrong step to the side one by one, dodging her attack.

Although this is just a small movement, it is this movement that makes the short-haired girl restrain her playful mood.

Those who can achieve this level are not novices, these are all experiences gained through countless trials and hardships.

Because of the other party's action, she began to take the next action seriously.

Mu Ziyao also continued to attack the opponent.

Seeing that the other party was getting serious, Shui Ling leaned back in the chair in satisfaction, and said with a hum: "I told you not to underestimate us, Ziyao, and I will make you cry every minute."

Yan Xiaoxiao and Yang Fei'er watched the game carefully, but they didn't hear anything about Shui Ling's words.

The next duel between a fire magician and an earth magician also dazzled everyone, and these two newcomers who just entered the inner court this year defeated the No.40 on the ranking list to everyone's surprise. Nine names and names.

Seeing that Mu Ziyao had won, Shui Ling was not excited at the moment, and even raised his chin slightly in a very cold manner, with an expression of 'don't guess, I know my Ziyao can win'.

The short-haired girl looked at the girl in front of her in disbelief, then at Shui Ling who was looking down at her on the stage, and finally almost spat out a mouthful of blood in anger.

"Nine No. 40 winners in the inner court, Mu Ziyao!"

Shui Ling applauded with the others.

"I didn't expect that this year's newcomers are so good!"

"I heard that in the competition in the inner court, this girl beat her competitor by leapfrogging."

"Not only that, she became an intermediate magician in three years."

"Three years?!"

Now the entire arena was noisy.

What is the concept of becoming an ultimate magician in three years, compared to ten years of hard work by others.

Even in the inner courtyard, there are still many people who are still in the intermediate and advanced levels.

And this girl, in only three years, went from a magic apprentice to an intermediate magician. The speed of her promotion was astonishing.

Mu Ziyao pursed her lips and walked back to her seat to finish.

Shui Ling quietly took her hand, facing the other party's gaze, she raised a bright smile and said, "Zi Yao, you are too powerful!"

Mu Ziyao smiled.

Then the next competition continued, as long as the people ranked in the inner court were challenged by these freshmen and old students, some succeeded in the challenge, some failed, and some even challenged consecutively A year without a win.

So the people in the stands suggested to him to challenge him after two years of practice.

The man just looked at them indifferently, turned his head and left, extremely stubborn.

Everyone saw that he didn't listen to persuasion, and even had such an expression. They all touched their noses, looked at each other, shrugged and continued to watch the game.

Soon, the game came to the end, and it was also the game that everyone had been looking forward to.

In this match, it was naturally An Qingli who had been ranked number one in the inner court rankings.

And the one who challenged him was Wei Lang, a freshman from the inner courtyard.

Seeing Wei Lang, Shui Ling smiled and said, "Brother Wei actually wants to challenge Senior Brother An Qingli. I really admire his courage."

Yang Fei'er on the side sneered and said, "Your freshmen in this class are so inflated, they all challenge the people on the list, it's fine to challenge, even our boss wants to challenge."

Shui Ling snorted and said, "It's not written in the thousand rules of the inner court that you can't challenge your boss."

Yang Fei'er: "..."

"Anyway, I'm not optimistic about this Wei Lang. I bet, he will definitely be defeated by our boss in three moves."

Shui Ling raised her eyebrows and said, "That's not entirely true."

"Why not?" Yang Fei'er looked at her.

Shui Ling smiled and said: "I think Senior Sister Yang still remembers the welcome meeting in the inner courtyard."

Hearing this, Yang Fei'er frowned, and gradually remembered the welcome party that challenged the brothers and sisters in her mind.

"Brother Wei was only slightly weaker than Senior Brother An Qingli at that time, but it's impossible to remain weak forever." Shui Ling narrowed her eyes and smiled.

Yang Feier sneered: "Impossible, our boss has lived in the first place for many years, so how could he be beaten down by you freshmen?"

"That's not sure." Shui Ling shrugged.

An Qingli's talent is called a genius, but Wei Lang is not behind, but the most important thing is that Wei Lang has a little more understanding than An Qingli.

But An Qingli worked harder than Wei Lang.

The match between the two of them will be called the breaking point of the two of them.

From now on, every month in the inner court competition, the two will always fight for the first place. You do it for a month, and I do it for a month. It's simply extremely polite.

Thinking of this, Shui Ling shook her head tut-tsk.

On the competition stage, Wei Lang and An Qingli were already standing in their positions, looking at each other.

The middle-aged instructor said: "The competition begins!"

Wei Lang and An Qingli didn't act immediately, but just waited and watched.

Everyone in the stands also held their breath, and they didn't urge or speak loudly.

This is a duel between two masters, and you naturally don't want to miss it.

Everyone watched Wei Lang's game just now.

After all, the people who want to challenge An Qingli are not weak, so Wei Lang's freshman can stand out from these people, which can be said to impress everyone.

Seeing that the other party finally met Shang An Qingli at this moment, they all looked at each other carefully.

Just when everyone was waiting anxiously, the two finally moved.

Wei Lang was a swordsman, and An Qingli was a water magician.

Ordinary magicians will inevitably suffer losses against swordsmen, but powerful magicians can still compete with swordsmen.

And at this moment, An Qingli is a powerful magician.

And he is a magician who is good at using his brain.

To be able to form a mercenary group, and even grow stronger day by day, one knows that An Qingli is not a simple character.

Of course, Wei Lang also has a mercenary group. Although the popularity is not as high as that of An Qingli, its strength cannot be underestimated in Qinglong Kingdom.

The confrontation between the heads of the two mercenary regiments is still very interesting.

Wei Lang moved around the field with a vigorous figure, and he found the landing point very accurately every time. Only a few people could see the secret path.

In the corner of the stands, the person covered in magic robes sat up straight now, squinting slightly to look at Wei Lang on the competition stage.

He could see that the opponent's landing points were An Qingli's blind spots.

Yes, since that welcome meeting, Wei Lang and Yan An have been studying all of An Qingli's games that day.

And after these days, they finally lived up to their expectations. The two finally found out the weakness of each other's magic every time. This point is the blind spot.

Every magician has his own blind spots that he can't see, and as long as they master these blind spots, it will be much easier to deal with each other.

Of course, this can only be An Qingli's current level. If An Qingli's level is higher, then these blind spots will disappear.

An Qingli also found out that Wei Lang had mastered him, his pupils shrank a little, but his face was calm, and his subordinates kept moving.

As long as the opponent takes hold of it, the game will not be far from over.

But An Qingli is a very ruthless person to himself, he knows that all his actions are within the predictable range of the other party, so